Wow, no one else comment yet.......bummer this a good fic although even more graphic than what I've read before...........

Applejack gasped and struggled to turn on the lawnmower; it was clogged from the huge amounts of gore. The behemoth screamed as he tore his massive claws out of the jacket and charged head first at Applejack. Applejack roared as she finally started the lawnmower as she was knocked t o the floor.

Typo.

She ordered the guards to tackle Applejack and Spike, pinning them to the ground. One of them brought their spear don onto Applejack's chainsaw, snapping the blade off.

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Trixie muttered, "Damn..." and turned away thinking. She twirled around to Applejack, "I GOT IT! Well, rumor has it that there are...time travel spells in the Magic Archives in Canterlot?"=HOT DAMN! TRIXIE ACTUALLY HAS A GOOD IDEA FOR ONCE IN HER LIFE! AND NOT ONLY THAT, BUT SHE IS ALSO BEING HELPFUL AS WELL! IT’S AN APOCALPYTIC WASTELAND MIRACLE!